Unraveled (Mastered 3)

Shiori straddled his hips and sat on his butt. “I didn’t literally mean facedown. Turn your head to the side so you don’t suffocate or get a pain in your neck.”

He turned to the left.

She placed one hand at the base of his neck and the other played with his hair. In the last few months he’d kept it longer than a military buzz cut. When she started to scratch his scalp, he couldn’t help but expel a soft sigh.

“You like getting head . . . massages. So noted.”

“Is that what you’re doing? Giving me a massage? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?”

“I’m touching you, Knox. Learning what you like. What drives you wild.”

“I could just tell you.”

“And deny myself the pleasure of touching every inch of this hot, hard body of yours? This is about my pleasure, and it pleases me very much to pet, stroke, and taste”—she dragged her hot little tongue across the nape of his neck—“whatever part of you I please.”

“You’re gonna torture me, aren’t you?”

“Mmm-hmm. I bet I’ll find spots on your skin that even you didn’t know would make you buck and moan.”

He doubted that.

And in the next two minutes she totally proved him wrong.

Shiori began kissing the back of his neck and along his shoulders. His skin tingled and tightened, and he couldn’t deny it felt great. He expected she’d move her mouth down his spine and kiss other sections of his back. But no. She kept kissing and sucking and biting on the same area without pause. Oh, she’d let the ends of her hair tease his skin, but then she’d be back at it until he started to rock his pelvis into the mattress. Goddamn, he was gonna come just from her kissing his back.

She leaned back and latched on to both butt cheeks, digging her fingers in deep so it surpassed pleasure straight into pain. “Stop dry humping the mattress.”

“Fuck. Ow.”

More pressure on his ass. “What did you say?”

Knox went still and said, “Yes, ma’am.”

She released the death claws and resumed the erotic torture. Licking down his sides. Then she tucked her knees by his ribs and gyrated her hips, rubbing her pussy against his back while that wicked mouth started in on his arms.

Jesus. Who knew the muscles in his biceps and triceps could quiver more from the teasing touch of her wet mouth than when he bench-pressed two hundred pounds?

By the time she’d exhausted every inch of the rear side of his body, including using her teeth and tongue on the bottom curve of his butt cheeks—how the fuck hadn’t he known that was one of his hot spots?—his heart rate was in overdrive and his mouth was dry as dust. A sheen of sweat coated his body, and his cock was so hard it fucking ached.

She murmured, “Roll over.”

Knox wouldn’t survive her full exploration of the front side of his body. Good thing he wore the damn cock ring. Especially when she put her ass in line with his dick and bumped the tip every time she rolled back.

“Uh. I thought you were asking me questions.”

“I changed my mind. I don’t give a damn about your sexual past when you’re responding to my touch so beautifully.” She blew in his ear. “A cliché for sure, but your body is my wonderland.”

He groaned when she started in again. His pleasure receptors were on overload. A haze of bliss flowed through him, and he didn’t bother to hold back anything.

“There’s what I wanted from you,” she whispered as she stroked the tops of his quads. Then her mouth was on his, feeding him dizzying kisses.

Shiori tucked herself into his side and touched his cock for the first time since she’d put the ring on it. She petted his balls and removed the cock ring. “You come when I say, Knox. Not before.”

He nodded and fought the urge to buck his hips into her hand.

She teased his nipple with the tip of her tongue before she nursed on it.

Motherfucker. That nearly sent him into orbit.

Suckling strongly, she scraped her fingernail up the length of his shaft.

“You’re killing me.”

“You can take a little more.” Shiori blew on his damp nipple and then bent down and blew a stream of air over the wet tip of his cock.

His legs twitched, and he clenched his ass cheeks together.

“Look at me.”

He lifted his head and met her gaze.

She said, “Come now,” and dragged her finger up his shaft. When she started to suck his nipple, he had a vague sense that she was sucking on the head of his cock—two hot mouths sucking on him at once.